A poem about going back to my alma mater

1. Express poems about going back to school, such as leaving school: I have been in a cage for a long time, and I have recovered five poems of "Returning to the Garden". Tao Yuanming has no rhyme, and he loves autumn mountains.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years. Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields. The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages.

Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital. The neighboring village of the neighboring village is faintly visible, and there is smoke in the village.

Several dogs barked in the alley, and the mulberry tree was barked by a rooster. There is no dust and sundries in the yard, and the quiet room is comfortable and leisurely.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today. When I was a teenager, I didn't cater to the secular nature. Nature loves mountains and rivers (life).

Thirty years on end. Birds in cages are attached to the Woods where they lived, and fish in ponds miss the deep pools where they lived.

Go to Yuan Ye in the south to open up wasteland, stick to stupidity, and return to my hometown to live an idyllic life. There are more than ten acres of land around the house, and there are eight or nine thatched houses.

Elms and willows cover the back eaves, and peach trees and plum trees stand in front of the hall. Residential villages are faintly visible in the distance, and the smoke from the trees rises gently with the wind.

Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow. There are no worldly chores in the door, and there is plenty of free time in the empty room.

Trapped in a cage for a long time, now I can finally return to nature. ; Stay in the cage for a long time, and you can return to nature. ; Dragon; Use; Thirty years; Set each other off into interest; Fan Long; Use; Dust-proof net; Set each other off into interest; Nature; Use; Sex; Set each other off into interest, but one integrated mass; Return; Clear pronunciation and mellow voice; Return of soul; Yes, officialdom has eroded his half life and defiled his own half life; Qingming Festival; Today, after a lot of hardships, the poet finally got a gratifying compensation. It was the poet's heartfelt cheers that finally broke free from the cage, like a bird returning to the mountains, gained freedom and bid farewell to official life.

This sentence is the crowning touch, echoing the beginning, which shows the poet's noble ambition and dissatisfaction with the dark reality.

2. Homecoming poems are: 1. Young people who don't work hard are pathetic.

-Han Yuefu's translation of Long Songs: If you don't know how to be strong when you are young, your hair will turn gray when you are old, and you will accomplish nothing. It's no use being sad. 2. Don't be afraid of clouds to cover your eyes and reach the peak.

-Wang Anshi translated "Climbing the Feilai Peak": I am not afraid of layers of clouds covering my distant view, just because I am standing on the top of Feilai Peak, and I am broad-minded. 3. After many trials and tribulations, I am still strong, and I am willing to wind in the east, west, north and south.

-Zheng Xie's "Bamboo Stone" translation: After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong. Whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can withstand it and will remain tough and upright. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.

-Li Bai's "I can't walk away" translation: I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea! My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. -Wen Tianxiang translated "Yangtze River": My heart is like that magnetic needle, which never points to the south and never stops.

Full text of ancient poetry: 1. Young people who don't work hard are pathetic. -Han Yuefu's "Long Songs" Original: Han Yuefu's "Long Songs" Sunflowers in the green garden are basking in the sun.

Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity. I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.

The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age. In the morning, there are green sunflowers in the garden, glittering and translucent morning dew waiting for the sun to dry.

Spring scatters the hope of happiness all over the earth, so all living things are thriving. I often worry that when the cold autumn comes, flowers and leaves will turn yellow and wither.

Thousands of rivers flow eastward into the sea. When can they flow back to the west? If you don't know how to be strong when you are young, you will be white-haired and accomplish nothing when you are old, and it is useless to be sad again. Appreciation: This is a song about life.

Singing life begins with the sunflower in the garden, which is called "making things interesting" in writing, that is, "saying something else first causes the words to be sung". In the spring morning, the sunflower in the garden is slim and graceful, with dew rolling on the green leaves, shining in the early morning sun, like a teenager full of youthful vitality.

The poet extended from the vigorous growth of sunflowers in the garden and wrote about the whole nature. Because of the sunshine and rain in spring, everything shines with the brilliance of life, and everywhere is full of vitality and prosperity. These four sentences, literally, are praises to spring, but in fact, they are comparisons between things and people, and they are praises to the most precious thing in life-youth.

Life is full of youthful vitality, just like spring is beautiful all year round. In this way, there is a metaphorical meaning in writing, that is, the so-called "Xing and Bi".

2. Don't be afraid of clouds to cover your eyes and reach the peak. -Wang Anshi's "Dengfeilaifeng" Original: Wang Anshi's "Dengfeilaifeng" flew to the Chihiro Tower on the mountain, and it was said that the cock crowed to see the sun rise.

As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain. There is a towering tower at the top of Feilai Peak. It is said that the rooster can see the rising sun when it crows.

I am not afraid of clouds covering my farsightedness, just because I stand on the top of Feilai Peak and look up with a broad mind. Appreciation: This poem is different from ordinary climbing poems.

This poem doesn't write much about the scene in front of us, only about the height of the tower. The key point is to write about the feeling of climbing high, which embodies the concept of "standing high can only see far" This is similar to Wang Zhihuan's poem, "But when you walk up a flight of stairs, you broaden your horizons by 300 miles".

The former shows the ideological realm and heroism of a political reformer, while the latter shows that to achieve better results, more efforts need to be made to encourage each other or encourage themselves. 3. After many trials and tribulations, I am still strong, and I am willing to wind in the east, west, north and south.

-Zheng Xie's "Bamboo Stone" Original: Zheng Xie's "Bamboo Stone" insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.

Bamboo clings to the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of years of torture and blows, it is still so strong, whether it is the southeast wind in hot summer or the northwest wind in cold winter, it can bear it and will remain tough and straight.

Appreciation: This poem is written about bamboo on the surface, but actually about people. The strong bamboo in the poem symbolizes the poet's indomitable character in the face of all kinds of difficulties and hardships, never giving in to any evil forces, and his clank and pride in refusing to go along with the dark society. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.

-Li Bai's "The First Difficult Walk" Original: Li Bai's "The First Difficult Walk" The cost of pure wine is a gold cup, 10,000 copper coins and a hip flask, and a jade plate is 10,000 yuan. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.

I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.

Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. Jinbei famous wine, per barrel 1000 yuan; The exquisite dishes in the jade plate are worth 10 thousand yuan.

I feel depressed in my chest. You can't eat without drinking. Draw your sword and look around, my heart is really at a loss. Want to cross the Yellow River, ice and snow blocked the river; If you want to climb Taihang Mountain, the vast snow has already closed the mountain.

Fishing like Lu Shang? Flow, idle to make a comeback; Like Yi Yin's dream, he sailed through Japan. How difficult it is to travel in the world, how difficult it is; With so many roads in front of me, should I go from north to south? I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea! Appreciation: The poem begins with "Golden Bottle of Fine Wine" and "Precious Jade Plate", giving people a joyful feast scene.

Then he wrote "Quit Drinking" and "Draw Your Sword and Look Around" to show readers the impact of the author's emotional waves. In the middle four sentences, I sigh "the ice jam in Sichuan" and "the snow all over the mountains", and suddenly it takes a thousand years, but I see that Lu Shang and Yi Yin suddenly reuse it.

The four short sentences of "it's hard to walk" show the psychology of being in a dilemma and continuing to pursue. In the last two sentences, write that your ideal will come true one day.

After a high degree of hesitation and a lot of sighs, the whole poem suddenly opened up a new world with the words "One day I will climb the wind and break the waves", and firmly believed that a bright future would come, so "I will set my Yun Fan straight and set myself up in the deep sea" and go forward bravely. It means ups and downs, ups and downs.

My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. -Wen Tianxiang's "Yangtze River" Original: Wen Tianxiang's "Yangtze River" traveled to the North Sea for several days with the wind and returned from the Yangtze River.

My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. A few days ago, I drifted to the North Sea with the strong wind, and I finally got back.

3. What are the poems about "revisiting the old school"? 1, the dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, and the old man in Shenyuan does not fly; This trip is a tribute to Shan Ye, but it is still a matter of suspense.

2. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red-(Linjiang Xian Yang Shen) 3. Endless, the river and the moon are similar year after year-(Zhang Chunjiang spends the moonlight night) 4. Life has hurt the past several times, but Taiwan Province is still cold. Today, every country is home, so it rains in autumn —— (Thinking about Liu Yuxi in the old days of Xibaoshan) 5. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which is suspected to be a stunning photo. 6, everything is not the same as going through the door, followed by differences-(half-dead children) 7, idle pool clouds and shadows, things change for a few years.

Now that the emperor is in the pavilion, where is the Yangtze River flowing freely-(Teng) 8. Where are the people who come to play with the moon? The scenery is vaguely like last year. -Tang Zhaowei's "Feeling Old in the Jianglou" 9. I had no choice but to spend it, as if I had met Yan.

-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" 10, when is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.

-"When is the Spring Flower and Autumn Moon?" Li Yu 1. It has been more than forty years since her death, and the willow trees in Shenyuan are too old to spit cotton. I'm about to turn into a pile of dirt in Huiji Mountain, and I'm still here to mourn and cry.

2. The mountain is still that mountain, so who is at what temperature? Life is fleeting like running water, and time moves in a hurry. 4. I can't help falling flowers, and the returning swallows are familiar.

5, spring flowers and autumn moon, blooming every year, full moon, when will it be finished? Everything in the past is gone, gone, illusory. Back in the Song Dynasty, another year passed. The people in the small building were in the dead of night, leaning against the railing and looking into the distance. Facing the land immersed in the silver light, many thoughts and sorrows of the old country came to mind and could not bear to look back.

4. How do ancient poems 1 Youth express the feeling of "returning to my alma mater after many years"? When people reach middle age, they finally plan to meet Qin Lou secretly. Time is too bad to satisfy me and my mood is not free. Covering your knees at night is too fragrant. Scratch your head when you are bored. Heartbroken youth has two troubles. 2 Miss Alma Mater Author: Heart lights like beans walked into the quiet campus alma mater in the moonlight, and I came back with infinite deep attachment in my heart. I remembered whether the deskmate with pigtails still resented my dissatisfaction. I carved a impassable line on the table with a pencil sharpener. I remembered whether my childhood friends were as playful as before. How many clay shells were killed on the playground? I remembered which old man who rang the doorbell believed his story. Once I stole his broken straw hat and put my hand behind my back. This old-school teacher is always as kind and dignified as his father. If I go to his lecture again, I will never be naughty again. Countless childhood memories are precious spiritual property in my life. If I collect them, I will be able to weave a huge wreath.

The poetic time about leaving my alma mater flies, and five years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Yesterday, I was just a freshman. Today, I have to say this sentence with tears in my eyes: "Goodbye, alma mater!" " "Alma Mater, you made me change from an ignorant urchin into a young pioneer with ideals and ambitions, and you led me into the boundless ocean of knowledge. Alma mater, you linked me with my beloved first teacher, and you made me make so many intimate partners.

During my five-year primary school career, I learned a lot from my first teacher and got a lot of happiness from my friends. Alma mater, you taught me to love my motherland, be diligent and honest.

Thought of here, my heart a little more fear, a little more attachment. I am so scared that I can't play and laugh with my classmates in your arms. I'm so scared that the teacher's inculcation can't supplement my mind. I'm scared.

Alma mater, I really want time to stay at this moment and let me enjoy the warmth in your arms again.

Alma mater, how many memories I left in your arms. I remember our loud reading, the teacher standing in front of the blackboard on the platform writing carefully, I remember playing with my friends on the playground, I remember.

Dear alma mater, although your classroom is not big, although your playground is not wide, although your equipment is not advanced.

However, I don't dislike you at all. I still love you deeply, because you have taught us a lot of knowledge and a lot of truth. It is how many pillars of the country you have cultivated and how many useful talents you have created. You have done meritorious service! Dear alma mater, I want to say goodbye to you. Can I look forward to your future? Ten years later, I went back to my mother. The classroom is spacious and bright, with advanced and high-grade equipment, and the campus is full of green. How wonderful it is! Dear mom, I wish you all the best. May you be full of peaches and plums. I wish you become a famous Sanjin school. Oh, no, you have to go out of Shanxi and go to China! Goodbye, my dear alma mater! We waved gently, goodbye, alma mater! Did the blackboard in the classroom record our eyes on knowledge? Rows of neat tables and chairs, did you write down our reading sound? The swing on the playground, did you record our childhood laughter? Big willow tree by the playground, have you tasted the sweat we spilled at your feet? We are leaving today.

Please keep these memories! How can we forget that we fought bravely in the sports field, one person fell down and everyone was helping us. For the honor of the class, we will never let anyone fall behind. Because we are an inseparable whole! How can we forget our passionate performance at the school celebration party? Listen, the music is playing. Look, the wreath is up.

The birthday of our alma mater makes us ecstatic! Because we love our alma mater deeply. How can we forget the autumn outing in the drizzle? We walked hand in hand with our classmates to the fruitful fields, feeling the joy of harvest and the preciousness of fruits! How can we forget the delicious food that my uncle and aunt cooked for us in the canteen? We don't eat enough incense, tall and strong! Aunt cleaning staff creates a clean environment for us every day. It's refreshing to see the bright windows! I can't forget the photo taken in front of the broken wall of Yuanmingyuan. What remains in my heart is shame, but also a kind of excitement and anger for the rise of China! On campus, although we are in a hurry, the passion for climbing the peak is surging.

We can't forget that it was the teacher who accompanied us from the ignorant urchin when we first entered school to the mature teenager when we graduated. How many days and nights, I always see you working tirelessly.

Rest time should be accompanied by piles of thick homework, exercises and papers; A lecture that inspires our wisdom. Just like a wonderful movie, let us remember it for a long time! We are leaving, let's say the last sentence: Dear teacher, you have worked hard! Please take care! The old headmaster broke his heart for us.

In the corridor, the teacher and the playground, you can see her hard work everywhere. A sincere exhortation, a warm encouragement, a warm look, a gentle touch.

Gave us infinite strength and courage. Dear headmaster, you have given too much in the past six years.

Let's send a late greeting: Dear President Yang, please take care of yourself! I wish you happiness and health forever! Dear headmaster and teacher: We will always remember your teachings. No matter where you are, you must work hard and make progress. Remember: tomorrow we are the pride of Xiaoyueyuan! Gently, we walked gently, just as we came gently. We want to be eagles flying high.

Soar in the sky and fight the sky! Don't worry! Our alma mater, our teacher. What you take away is knowledge and your love, what you leave behind is our eternal memory of us or our alma mater is an eternal music, and we are her dancing notes; No matter which song or poem we import in the future, there will be a melody of hers beating! Alma mater is a warm harbor, and we are a boat sailing out of her arms. No matter which dock we dock in the future, one of her navigation lights is flashing! Alma Mater bears our endless laughter and tears.' Since we have chosen her, let's love and care for her! Together, we pieced together the good memories that once belonged to us in this promised land, leaving the footprints of our growth! I can't forget the crisp and sweet bell, which awakened the ignorance and poverty in the countryside and knocked on the closed hearts of farmers; I can't forget that spacious and bright classroom, where my grandparents studied calculation, and the voice of the book rang again; I can't forget those neat and beautiful tables and chairs, on which we used to lie, calculate the future and explore mysteries; We must not forget the exquisite globe. We stared at Beijing and the United States in surprise ... farewell to our alma mater, your century-old prestigious school. You gave us wisdom and pride.

Wherever I go, I will always remember your appearance, just as I will always remember the cradle of my childhood and my mother's smile! Goodbye, teacher! Bow deeply and call softly ... I can't forget the lamp in the teacher's window. You prepare lessons at your desk and correct your homework. It's late at night and you don't know it. I can't forget your broken glasses. Kindness permeates our hearts through the lenses, and shortcomings can't escape their scanning. I can't forget the wrinkles on your forehead, and the years have swept away.

6. Poems dedicated to my alma mater: There are first-class teachers, energetic students, Dibo Garden, which brings together scenic spots from all over the world, a biological garden where exotic flowers and plants are planted, our most precious memories, our most unforgettable junior high school career, our most intimate friends, our unforgettable hard work in military training, and our last hard struggle in senior three. We are affectionate and righteous in this beautiful campus. There are joys and sorrows, but more is the elegant demeanor washed out by sweat = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I will love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater hangs your name on my chest every day, and I can feel your great love. You will always be my forest. We can stand together forever. All beautiful mornings and nights wake up at your feet and go to sleep quietly. Until today, I have grown into a moving tree to relive the love you gave me. Just like you, I will stand in a corner of my life at will, forming a shade. = = = = = = = = = = = = Memories of my alma mater.

I'm like a little flower that just bloomed. You gave me soil, you gave me clear water, I grew up in your arms, I studied in your arms, you let me know what I should do, you won't let me become idle when I grow up, you let me know the mystery of the world, thank you, my alma mater is that you let me, a lost bird, find my partner again and find my home again, ah, my alma mater. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = I love you forever-a poem dedicated to my alma mater. I hang your name on my chest every day. I can feel your great love. You will always be my forest. I am the seed of a smile. My thoughts sprout in your care every time. Wake up silently at your feet at night and go back to sleep. Until today, I have grown into a moving tree to relive the love you gave me. I want to stand in a corner of life like you, and form a shade in the storm of years. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Love you. From the moment I walked into your school, you gave me knowledge and inspired me. When I came back to you again, I opened my eyes and looked at your high blue sky, green grassland and magnificent classroom. My memory is like a storm blowing from the Great Wall, and the passion related to it has aroused my unspeakable poems and unforgettable memories. Although I can't resist evoking a series of endless emotions, I can't pluck the strings in the morning glow like a superb pianist, play melodious melodies in the warm summer night and play melodious melodies for you. I won't sing, and I won't let beautiful songs float over high walls and trees and fall in the Liu Yin by the lake, but I can dedicate my poems to you with passion, blessing and aura as my sincere congratulations on your centenary birthday. My heart is with my alma mater and teachers and classmates, and the sincere friendship of teachers is constantly injecting knowledge into my immature heart. Wisdom and creativity make my scrawled pen turn white paper into a banner of success. Although I have been away from here for a long time, I still have something to do with her. The same friendship is also in constant contact with her. It is full of hope of sowing. Gorgeous patterns are woven here. There are many talents here. It predicts the harvest of enterprises. I once bloomed here like a strong red flower and stood upright with a smile. How happy my heart is, just like being with my beloved girl on a bright August night. Tell the sweetness of life, my alma mater. I belong to you. I am a vagrant who keeps wandering. I carry your knowledge package, across the plains, across the hills, across the green grass, to meet the challenges of life and experience the baptism of wind and rain. Every step of my success will always be closely linked with you. You have nurtured me with knowledge, and I will dedicate my blood to you. I have been to many beautiful places and enjoyed many wonderful times. Close friends have also experienced loneliness and sadness, and the temptation of greed no longer makes me emotional. When the torture of life has made me feel ashamed or shocked, I will never forget you in my real world-my alma mater, which is the strength of the knowledge you gave me and the courage to win in my life. The alma mater of Zibo No.6 Middle School is puzzling, and I have quietly come to your campus more than once, twice and ten times. Dear alma mater, your appearance has changed, but my feelings for your alma mater have changed. Become more passionate, approach you, my heart suddenly enlightened, very comfortable, like standing under the starry sky on a summer night, the fragrance of the fields rippling around me, and the stars all over the sky are full of fairy-tale poetry, which makes my heart rise and fall again. The past is like a dream, and it changes in a hurry before my eyes. I am thinking about how the ideal of youth in my childhood became a reality in my struggle, how to create everything, and how to build a century in my life journey. The world is old and gloomy, but my alma mater is like a girl in bud, with joy, reverie and charming image, constantly emerging in my dream town. What kind of emotion should I praise you with? I hope you will continue to shine like the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Your mother will come to spring and come to summer with lush leaves, and Qiu Lai yellow will fall with the wind and float with the wind. The rain irrigation has changed every day. I wonder if my mother remembers her filial piety.

The graduation speech (1) set off a clear spring and made my memories ripple. Tying a white boat reminds me of my warm journey again and again.

Looking back at my dear alma mater, I realize that all the colors and languages in the world can't describe our mother.